Lazily Zih

Springtime in Zihuatanejo isn't full of daffodils and dogwoods like My Olde Kentucky Home, but it is a time of extreme calm on land and sea with the exception of the fires from the tlacolols of campesinos. The calm ocean makes for the best swimming and the clearest water. The lack of tourists means we have the place all to ourselves. No crowds at our beaches or restaurants. Rather enjoyable, if you ask me. Even Sundays at the zócalo seem subdued and not too crowded.

These are the laziest days of the year as the summer heat builds into the rains of the hurricane season, which officially starts tomorrow on May 15th for our part of the tropics. Like the puppy dog said after his tail got caught in the door, it won't be long now...